| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The United States Constitution: To borrow Money on the credit of the United States;
To regulate Commerce with foreign Nations, and among the several States,
and with the Indian Tribes;
To establish an uniform Rule of Naturalization, and uniform Laws
on the subject of Bankruptcies throughout the United States;
To coin Money, regulate the Value thereof, and of foreign Coin,
and fix the Standard of Weights and Measures;
To provide for the Punishment of counterfeiting the Securities
and current Coin of the United States;
To establish Post Offices and Post Roads;
To promote the Progress of Science and useful Arts, by securing
The United States Constitution |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Droll Stories, V. 1 by Honore de Balzac: his wild youth. In short, he never quarrelled, because, being
seneschal, people gave up to him instantly. It is true that he at that
time beheld all his desires accomplished, the which would render even
an imp of Satan calm and tranquil from his horns to his heels. And
besides this he possessed a castle all jagged at the corners, and
shaped and pointed like a Spanish doublet, situated upon a bank from
which it was reflected in the Loire. In the rooms were royal
tapestries, furniture, Saracen pomps, vanities, and inventions which
were much admired by people of Tours, and even by the archbishop and
clerks of St. Martin, to whom he sent as a free gift a banner fringed
with fine gold. In the neighbourhood of the said castle abounded fair
Droll Stories, V. 1 |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Rescue by Joseph Conrad: lightly on Lingard's arm while she walked slowly by his side as
though he were taking her down to dinner. And yet she couldn't
suppose for a moment, that, like herself, he was emptied of all
emotion. She never before was so aware of him as a dangerous
force. "He is really ruthless," she thought. They had just left
the shadow of the inner defences about the gate when a slightly
hoarse, apologetic voice was heard behind them repeating
insistently, what even Mrs. Travers' ear detected to be a sort of
formula. The words were: "There is this thing--there is this
thing--there is this thing." They turned round.
"Oh, my scarf," said Mrs. Travers.
The Rescue |
